Chapter: 1632
"These stones?"
Ji Fan was stunned.
The senior in the tower made a random move and sucked a stone from the air.
"Originally, you need to use the power of flesh and blood to temper this ore, but now that you have learned the method of sanctification of the flesh and have strength, then you can use your strength to temper this ore."
Ji Fan heard that, although he didn't know what the senior was going to do, he still followed the senior's words and used his strength to hit the ore.
As Ji Fan exerted his strength, the rubble wrapped around the ore began to slowly fall off.
As the gravel wrapped on the outside fell off, the essence of the inside was exposed.
Ji Fan looked at the ore essence in his hand, and there was a strong excitement in his eyes.
"The quality of this ore essence is very good. If it is used to refine Qi, I am afraid it can forge weapons that are second only to imperial treasures."
The senior in the tower heard the words, shook his head and smiled.
"Boy, if you follow your tempering method, you will be blind to these ores."
"You look good."
The senior in the tower sucked a piece of ore, and then, in his remnant soul, a tyrannical force poured out.
These forces formed a terrifying vortex.
In an instant, the piece of ore in his hand, like peeling an apple, began to fall off layer by layer.
In a blink of an eye, a piece of ore the size of a watermelon was only the size of a baby's fist.
And the remaining ore the size of a baby's fist shone with a mysterious silver luster, and it was not cheap at first glance.
Ji Fan was dumbfounded and took the ore essence in the hands of the seniors in the tower. As soon as he felt it, he was shocked:
"This thing, won't it be the ore that can refine the holy artifact."
The senior in the tower smiled slightly, nodded and said:
"good."
"This is why the old man brought you here. In the next stage of inheritance, you need to grind these ores here until you can reach the level of the old man."
"Boy, come on and do your best. The old man is optimistic about you."
The senior in the tower laughed and disappeared instantly.
Ji Fan took a deep breath, his eyes flashed with a strong determination.
Then, he sat on the ground and started grinding the ore.
Originally, Ji Fan thought it was very easy, but after seeing the action of the senior in the tower, Ji Fan realized how difficult this simple operation is.
This kind of ore, in the process of grinding, the closer it is to the core area, the more difficult it is.
Even when Ji Fan exhausted his strength, it was difficult to achieve half of the effect of the predecessors in the tower just now.
However, Ji Fan did not give up.
On the other side, in the dark tower, the remnant soul said to himself:
"Boy, I hope you can succeed within a month..."
Time passed, Ji Fan was addicted to grinding the ore, but after three days and three nights of grinding, Ji Fan stopped.
He looked at the nondescript pieces of ore that had been polished in front of him, and Ji Fan frowned.
"No, if it goes on like this, the progress is too slow. Besides, the Xuntianmen event is about to start. I must not miss this event."
Ji Fan did not polish it blindly, but thought quietly.
Suddenly, a light flashed in his eyes.
Since it is grinding ore, why can't it imitate the traditional ore forging method?
The grinding method that has been passed down for thousands of years is all tempered with a hammer.
It can be said that this is the beginning of human civilization.
If so, there must be a reason.
Why can't I imitate this discipline with force?
As soon as he said it, Ji Fan immediately began to manipulate his strength, imitating the shape of a hammer.
However, what Ji Fan thought was easy, but it was far more difficult than he imagined.
First of all, what he has to solve is the problem of using strength to derive a hammer.
This is no longer a simple technique to control, but to truly create a martial art. JrNovels.com
Ji Fan was stunned.
The senior in the tower made a random move and sucked a stone from the air.
"Originally, you need to use the power of flesh and blood to temper this ore, but now that you have learned the method of sanctification of the flesh and have strength, then you can use your strength to temper this ore."
Ji Fan heard that, although he didn't know what the senior was going to do, he still followed the senior's words and used his strength to hit the ore.
As Ji Fan exerted his strength, the rubble wrapped around the ore began to slowly fall off.
As the gravel wrapped on the outside fell off, the essence of the inside was exposed.
Ji Fan looked at the ore essence in his hand, and there was a strong excitement in his eyes.
"The quality of this ore essence is very good. If it is used to refine Qi, I am afraid it can forge weapons that are second only to imperial treasures."
The senior in the tower heard the words, shook his head and smiled.
"Boy, if you follow your tempering method, you will be blind to these ores."
"You look good."
The senior in the tower sucked a piece of ore, and then, in his remnant soul, a tyrannical force poured out.
These forces formed a terrifying vortex.
In an instant, the piece of ore in his hand, like peeling an apple, began to fall off layer by layer.
In a blink of an eye, a piece of ore the size of a watermelon was only the size of a baby's fist.
And the remaining ore the size of a baby's fist shone with a mysterious silver luster, and it was not cheap at first glance.
Ji Fan was dumbfounded and took the ore essence in the hands of the seniors in the tower. As soon as he felt it, he was shocked:
"This thing, won't it be the ore that can refine the holy artifact."
The senior in the tower smiled slightly, nodded and said:
"good."
"This is why the old man brought you here. In the next stage of inheritance, you need to grind these ores here until you can reach the level of the old man."
"Boy, come on and do your best. The old man is optimistic about you."
The senior in the tower laughed and disappeared instantly.
Ji Fan took a deep breath, his eyes flashed with a strong determination.
Then, he sat on the ground and started grinding the ore.
Originally, Ji Fan thought it was very easy, but after seeing the action of the senior in the tower, Ji Fan realized how difficult this simple operation is.
This kind of ore, in the process of grinding, the closer it is to the core area, the more difficult it is.
Even when Ji Fan exhausted his strength, it was difficult to achieve half of the effect of the predecessors in the tower just now.
However, Ji Fan did not give up.
On the other side, in the dark tower, the remnant soul said to himself:
"Boy, I hope you can succeed within a month..."
Time passed, Ji Fan was addicted to grinding the ore, but after three days and three nights of grinding, Ji Fan stopped.
He looked at the nondescript pieces of ore that had been polished in front of him, and Ji Fan frowned.
"No, if it goes on like this, the progress is too slow. Besides, the Xuntianmen event is about to start. I must not miss this event."
Ji Fan did not polish it blindly, but thought quietly.
Suddenly, a light flashed in his eyes.
Since it is grinding ore, why can't it imitate the traditional ore forging method?
The grinding method that has been passed down for thousands of years is all tempered with a hammer.
It can be said that this is the beginning of human civilization.
If so, there must be a reason.
Why can't I imitate this discipline with force?
As soon as he said it, Ji Fan immediately began to manipulate his strength, imitating the shape of a hammer.
However, what Ji Fan thought was easy, but it was far more difficult than he imagined.
First of all, what he has to solve is the problem of using strength to derive a hammer.
This is no longer a simple technique to control, but to truly create a martial art. JrNovels.com
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